AN: This is inspired by the song 'Stranger' by Hilary Duff using Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling. I don't own either song or HP but wish I did. They are both amazing! This is a One-Shot. First try at song-fic so hope it is good.

I sit on the couch with you beside me. My red hair slightly curled around my face and my Gryffindor red dress caresses my body, while your messy hair is tamed for the night. You are wearing a black tux with a Slytherin green tie and contacts since you rid yourself of your glasses after the Final Battle. You hug me close and kiss my forehead. Everyone smiles watching us; the perfect couple that everyone always imagined us to be. When it's time to dance, you get up and bow to me offering your hand to invite me. I take it with a sad smile no one notices. All they see is Perfect Boy-Who-Defeated-the-Dark-Lord Harry Potter and Sweet Lady Ginerva Potter showcasing what a couple should be like. If only they knew how you were really like. I sigh and notice your eyes take a small glance to the platinum blonde leaning against the wall. I frown and grip your hand to keep your attention on me.

Later that night, we go home to Grimmauld Place. The moment you shut the door, you look at me as if I don't matter. The guy I fell in love with and married no longer exists. Now there is a stranger in my life. That look always bothers me. It hurts but you don't care. I watch you go to our room and clean yourself off from the party. It's the same routine every time. I shake my head and use the guest shower. I use the time in the shower to think back to when I found out how different you actually were.

I remember when coming home after a long season with the Harpies and found you in the haze of sex and passion with none other than Draco Malfoy. I was shocked. I was furious. Yet you somehow made it seem like it never happened. If any rumor got out, I got blamed for not being the good and dependable wife I should be. No one would think that the hero of the Wizarding World could do no wrong. I ask myself every night why. Why did you do it? Did I ever do anything that was this cruel to you? Did I ever make you wonder who was standing in the room? Why don't you divorce me instead of cheating? I won't tell anyone your secret, so why?

I have had enough. When I think of all the time I've wasted, I could cry. I pack up everything that is valuable to me. I don't bother to leave a note and just walk out. I turn around facing the home we lived in and see you staring at me with no kindness in your eyes. I apparate away. I know that I would be blamed and getting divorce papers by morning. No one would believe me if I told them the truth. If they could only see you like I do; then they would see a stranger too.

AN: Special Thanks to Evil Cosmic Triplets for motivating me to write!

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